A good neighbor is a fellow who smiles at you over the back fence, but doesn't climb over it.

The ladies looked one another over with microscopic carelessness.

Love your neighbor as yourself; but don't take down the fence

I have an existential map. It has 'You are here' written all over it.

It is women who love horror. Gloat over it. Feed on it. Are nourished by it. Shudder and cling and cry out-and come back for more.

I was a tough kid with the jeans, the concert shirt with the flannel over it, the comb in the back pocket and the feathered hair.